DemianI couldn't believe what I had just heard.Did the woman I married say she wants to see Dana dead?My eyes widened in surprise, and I turned around abruptly to criticize her comment. I saw my suitcase near the bed, ready to take it and leave for home. I no longer had the energy to continue with this stupid circus. And I wasn't planning to leave with Rachel."Repeat what you said," I approached her.Rachel regretted it. I saw it in her eyes. She knew she had messed up and made a cruel comment, but I didn't care. I wouldn't forgive her. Her comment touched my heart and led me to a possible future: Dana dead.The image in my mind tore my soul apart. I felt powerless because I didn't know what to do with Rachel. If she were a man, I would have hit her. But I had never raised my hand to a woman, and I had no desire to do so with Rachel. However, I needed to punish her for what she said."I told you to repeat it," I demanded.Rachel put on my shirt. She felt embarrassed."Nothing, Demi
DanaI washed off the trace of alcohol from my body. The smell of alcohol made me nauseous.Jeremy helped me bathe while I cried from the humiliation. He swore they would pay for what they did to me. I suddenly felt scared of Rachel and the way she looked at me. I had acted cold and responded aggressively to her attacks, so she was probably seeking revenge.Jeremy went to answer my phone while I was still in the bathroom. I didn't know who it was, but something told me it was Demian. I finished bathing and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. I saw Jeremy at the bottom of the stairs, talking to Demian. By the way, Jeremy treated him, I knew it was him.My husband saw me, and I took the opportunity to signal him to hang up the call. Demian was my least favorite person at that moment.But Demian didn't just sit idly by and come to see us the next day. He woke me up at seven in the morning. I looked at Jeremy, who was still asleep. I opened the door of the house with a
DanaMy heart skipped a beat. I could hardly feel it because it was racing so fast."What should I do with you, Dana?" she frowned. A macabre smile appeared. "How should I kill you? The best part is you make it so easy because you're practically human. You don't have a high pain threshold. I can play with you and make you suffer until you beg me to kill you. And we can do it here, so we save Jeremy the trouble of searching for your body.""Rachel! I didn't do anything to you!" I pleaded."I had so many problems because of you on my wedding night. On my own wedding! And all because you couldn't handle a stupid joke.""Demian saw what happened. It wasn't my fault.""You should have told him it wasn't my fault, Dana. Because of you, Demian hasn't wanted to talk to me for days. He doesn't even touch me. It's torture. That's why I came to negotiate with you. And if you refuse, I promise I'll kill you right now. I brought a sharp and beautiful knife in my purse," she put her hand in her pur
DanaRachel was impatiently waiting for a response from me. The knife pointing at me was making me nervous. I looked at the stairs to run up, but it wasn't a good option. I looked at the door behind Rachel. But I wouldn't make it halfway down the hall alive. Rachel was faster than me and had sharp reflexes.I sighed in defeat, with the answer on the tip of my tongue. But the phone rang upstairs. I looked toward the stairs, and Rachel did too. I knew it was Jeremy calling to make sure everything was okay. I looked at Rachel."It's Jeremy," I commented. "He'll worry if I don't answer.""I don't care. You're not talking to him.""Let me answer and tell him I'm okay," I pleaded. It was the perfect opportunity to ask Jeremy for help."No," she refused.Damn."Rachel, please. You'll make Jeremy leave work to come see me. I don't think you want him coming home," I tried to convince her.Rachel thought for a moment. She squinted her eyes and approached me. She leaned toward me and brought the
Dana"Dana, what are you doing?" he asked, bewildered.I didn't look at Demian, but I knew his eyebrows were furrowed. Demian didn't understand what was happening or why I was doing this. I know he would never have imagined seeing me kneeling before them."I kneel to ask for your forgiveness," I replied with a broken voice.Desperation was evident in my voice, but no one was going to rescue me. Not even Demian, because he had no idea. I didn't need to see Rachel to know she was satisfied. She must have dreamed of seeing me like this many times."Ask for our forgiveness?" Rachel interjected. More lies from her. I've never known anyone as fake as she is.An insult of frustration almost escaped me because of her behavior, but I bit my tongue."Because I've reflected on what I did years ago. When I denied having separated you from your son, Demian, it was because I didn't have the courage to tell the truth. I didn't want to admit that you caught me. But what you've said about me is true.
Dana I looked up at Rachel. She was hiding a smile beneath that distressed expression. I pretended to be desperate and helpless to play the victim. Rachel sat on the couch and cried inconsolably. Demian went to comfort her and hugged her with love and regret."Rachel, calm down. You might hurt the baby," Demian reminded her.Meanwhile, I stayed kneeling on the floor, watching them. Demian stroked Rachel's hair and kissed her head."I'm tired of Dana, Demian. Look at everything she's done to us! Our wedding night should have been special, and we ended up fighting because of her. She made me look like the bad one, and you got mad at me because of it," Rachel tried to break free from Demian's grasp dramatically.But Demian, equally dramatically fooled, didn't let her go and protected her in his arms. My skin longed to feel the warmth emanating from Demian's body. My skin screamed to be protected. My eyes envied what they saw. I felt the urge to tell the truth, but it was already too la
DanaIf there was something I didn't expect to happen, it was losing my vision.When I went to bed at night, I could see completely, but now I could only differentiate shapes. I knew it was a progressive symptom of the curse. I wondered if my vision would return soon, as it could be temporary. But what if it didn't come back? I didn't want to be left without vision. I needed it. This complicated things."I'll take you to the hospital for some tests, Dana. I can't leave you like this," Jeremy sounded worried.He helped me sit on the edge of the bed and helped me get dressed. It was so strange to get dressed without being able to see. I don't know if it was just my impression, but I felt clumsy."What if my sight doesn't come back, Jeremy? What am I going to do? I don't want to be left without seeing anything," I whimpered."We'll solve it. I'll call Demian to tell him.""No! Not Demian. Don't tell him anything, Jeremy."I was surprised that Jeremy wanted to talk to Demian about it. He
DemianI ran to the hospital entrance to meet Jeremy. I felt desperate when I didn't see him anywhere. I needed to find him soon to know what had happened. I saw him standing at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. His head was down, and he looked devastated."Jeremy!" I raised my voice to get his attention.Jeremy looked up and sighed. His gaze was always filled with hatred and conflict when he saw me, but not this time. Jeremy looked tired and lost. He didn't have the strength to fight with me. I felt a bit of pity seeing his defeated demeanor. At another time, I would have hugged him, but now I preferred to keep the hug to myself. We no longer had the same trust to do so.Besides, it wasn't time for hugs. I urgently needed to know what had happened and why I wasn't called in time. It wasn't possible that I found out from one of Dana's neighbors instead of her husband. Dana and I had a pact that I would be informed of everything during her pregnancy. It wa